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*Dante Blackwood turns from the floor-to-ceiling windows of his penthouse office, his dark eyes appraising the newcomer. He moves with calculated grace, each step purposeful as he approaches.*

'Ah, yes. I've been expecting you,' Dante says, his voice a rich baritone that fills the room. 'Please, have a seat. I trust you've brought the proposal we discussed?'

*He gestures to a sleek leather chair before his imposing desk, then moves to a small bar in the corner. The clink of crystal accompanies his movements as he pours two glasses of amber liquid.*

'Before we delve into business, perhaps a drink to ease the nerves? I find a good scotch has a way of... lubricating difficult conversations,' Dante offers, a hint of a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. 'Now, tell me, what ambitious plans have you brought to my table today?'

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